✩࿐Eyeless Jack Headcannons (nsfw content 18+)

Physical Appearance

•EJ is the tallest of the creeps, standing at a height of 6’5 and build like a monster. In the best way. His arms are thick, muscled and chiseled to an inhumane type of perfection. Being a demon, creature, monster, whatever you call him, he is extremely strong. His biceps nearly rip the sleeves of his shirts, pecs stretching the fabric between them, and you can clearly see his abs through any shirt if they’re tight enough.

•Even with his muscular stature, its not to the point of looking too bugly or engorged. He doesn’t look like a body builder, but rather looks extremely fit and athletic. His fingers are long and slender but big enough to hold almost your whole cranium in one hand. His hands have veins that go from his fingers, all the way up his forearm and slowly disappears before they hit his elbows.

•EJ’s skin is an ash gray, with a cool toned tint of blue that shows up best in the infirmary lighting thanks to the bright whiteness that highlight it. It’s not void of life like you’d assume with someone who has gray skin, its quite the opposite. It’s almost vibrant and when he’s flustered, the way he blushes makes his skin run a little bit darker, hotter and with this deep red hue that shows under the surface. Just slightly.

•Jack’s hair is dark brown, very dark brown. It’s neatly kept, short, and straight. He combs it every morning and washes it every night before bed. It’s swooped over to the side just a bit, but so short it spikes up no matter what he tries to do.

•He has no eyes. Just sockets. However, despite it somehow he can still see almost too well. I can’t explain how or why, but he can. He notices everything, the way your skin pulses with your heartbeat, the subtlest changes in your skin when you blush. You can’t hide it from him if you tried.

•He wears all black. Mainly hoodies, jeans, and plain tshirts with no designs on them. All solid black. His shirts are usually tighter, as its pretty hard to find ones that arent with his size. As I said before, sometimes they look grafted onto his skin, like they were painted on. Sometimes they’re a little looser, only allowing small peeks into his firm muscle. The fabric drapes over them just right to where you’re left guessing what the rest looks like.

•In the infirmary he makes it a point to wear black scrubs. He wont wear anything else. They’re not as nice as the ones hospitals have, they’re worn out and obviously loved to death but thats all he has.

•He’s often quite relaxed. When he sits, he doesnt sit up straight, he leans back and man spreads, often puts his hands behind his head as he does. The way his legs form the perfect cushions while sitting make his lap a perfect spot to curl up. He loves to hold you as you nuzzle into them.

•Long pointed ears that look elven. They extend past his head and stick out, and upwards just enough to notice them when he’s facing you head on. They’re not long enough to see from all angles, but definitely recognizable in a silouhette.

•Jack’s teeth appear human, however, his canines are elongated and sharp. They’re vampiric when in his resting state. But when he’s in heat/hungry/hunting? All of them sharpen into what would resemble somewhat like shark teeth. Jagged, barbed and pointed.

•Long tongue. Not just that. But three of them. Three thick globs of flesh that slither out like tentacles, they’re black, girthy and quite long. Long enough to spiral in complete circles in your mouth multiple times. With every tongue that’s used, his sense of taste is enhanced.

•Black claws. At all times, he has short and almost wolf-like claws that only extend maybe half an inch from the nail bed, but similarly to his teeth, they elongate with certain stimuli to become deadly weapons to snag and tear into flesh.

Mannerisms and Behaviors

•PURRS. He purrs when he’s relaxed, pleased, comfy. It’s not like a cat purr, its deeper, more monstrous, but it’s actually very comforting to hear regardless. Its rare that he does it, comes out only when he is in full trust of you. Consider it sacred

•Ear twitches. They just happen to flick from time to time. When he’s deep in focus, when he’s stressed, pleased, happy, grumpy, tense even. There’s tons of different scenarios as to which it happens. It makes him feel less threatening, but he chooses to ignore it.

•The quietest of all the creeps. He doesn’t talk much, but rather prefers to lurk and observe. If he does speak, he does it in short and concise sentences. Often replying with one word answers or extremely forward and blunt phrases that communicate exactly what he thinks without needing cushion behind it. You never have to question what his true feelings or thoughts about something are, because you will know. He might seem rude at first, but really it just takes time to get his soft side to peek through.

•Cuddly. Jack might seem closed off when it comes to physical affection at first but when you get in there, you’re in there. He nuzzles into your neck, your tummy, the main places where you give off heat are his favorite spots to relax. Especially between your thighs, he’ll rest his head there casually and just soak in the warmth of your skin. A hard day in the infirmary is a garunteed 6 hour cuddle session where he pulls you in with his strong arms, and holds you. That’s his favorite way to unwind.

•Loves plants and nature. Jack takes frequent walks out in the woods, in the gardens, anywhere he can really soak in the beauty and stillness of nature. His favorite is the river that runs behind the mansion, he often goes back there and sits in the quiet. Only listening to the sounds of the water, birds and wildlife going about their natural habitat. It’s the one place aside from you that he can get away from the chaos, and find a moment of peace.

•Eats frozen meats, but highly prefers live feed. Jack is a seasonal hunter, during the spring-fall months, he’s on his grind to hunt and eat live animals or humans. Winter is when he stocks up the deep freeze to eat the frozen meats when theres a lack of people on the trails and all the animals are in hibernation. It’s his least favorite month food wise, but it sustains him just enough.

•When he’s hungry, he’s dangerous. If it’s been too long without a full meal, he gets tense. Jaw tightened and arms rock hard, he has to fight the urge to devour everyone in sight, including you. During these times, he refuses to let you near him. He can smell you from across the mansion and the closer you get to him, the stronger you get. The harder he has to fight.

•You are the most appetizing meal to him, but he cant and refuses to eat you. When he first meets you, you smell just like everyone else. But when the feelings start growing, your pheromones grow stronger, more savory and irresistible to him. It makes it a lot harder for him to contain himself, which is why having sex with him is so risky. Thats when your delightful scent at its highest, its most potent and saturated.

•He doesn’t eat any human foods, except black coffee. Although it does nothing for him in terms of caffiene, he likes the dark, bitter taste and you’ll find it in mugs nearby when he’s at work, or in his room. It’s a calming beverage for him.

•He’s hard to get close to. Doesnt have many, if any friends. No romantic interests. Jack doesn’t feel romantic attraction often, and that is putting it lightly. He’s so in control of his emotions (aside from the primal, monstrous ones) that he doesn’t let himself love. But it is possible, you just have to be made for him. You have to be special.

Romance/Relationships

•Surprisingly sweet. He shows his affections in quiet action, but also in grossly cute ways. One of those would be love letters and poems, writing them in his neat handwriting, paired with a flower picked from the woods and set at your desk. He wont ever do it in person, he’s fantastic with words but often times when its verbal, it doesnt come naturally. Writing it out helps him communicate in a way thats more poetic and long winded in contrast to his blunt demeanor otherwise

•Doesn’t eat it, but he’ll cook for you a lot. Not always, but he tries to make sure you’re taken care of and healthy. Though, when he does cook, its not always your favorites, but rather, things that are actually good for you. A carb, a protien, and a vegetable every time. Except on special occasions, you get your little cheat meals where he makes you whatever you want.

•Lets you steal his clothes. With him being so massive, most of the time his clothes are baggy on you. You steal a tshirt to wear to bed, and he finds you in the kitchen with it draped over you like a nightgown. Or a hoodie you stole when all of yours were dirty and it swallows you whole. It’s almost like you’re soft-branded when you wear his clothes, it makes him feel like youre his.

•Big on communication. Fights dont exist when you’re with EJ, he wont let it get to that point. You give him a look, or so much as breathe differently and he’s asking you about it. There’s no way to hide significant amounts of information from him and if you try, its a big ick for him. He values honesty, straightforward communication and integrity. Keeping secrets and deliberately hiding or trying to mislead him deeply upsets him.

•EJ solves conflicts with sit down, calm, respectful conversation. Theres no voice raising, theres no mean words or insults. Its mature, its healthy, and its productive. There’s not a time where he lets you go to bed crying, or lets you fester and spiral if he can help it. Every problem always has a solution and when there isnt an easy one? He comes up with the most optimal compromise he can think of.

•Thinks girls with high energy are cute. If you’re a little bubbly and hyper, he might find you adorable. Though, theres a thin line between him finding it annoying and finding it endearing.

•Also really likes the opposite, calm, level headed and quiet.

•Protective. Jack hates to see you hurt, he might not show it with big gestures, but if he were to find you in a situation where he could have helped but didn’t make it in time, it would drive him nuts. For example: Say you got into a fight with someone, and he wasnt home. It would pain him to come back to see you in waiting for him with wounds and bruises. The first thing he’d do is patch you up. While he sits there, his jaw is tightened, teeth clenched against each other while he works. His hands are eerily steady and make sure he has no room for error. He says: “If I were there, this wouldn’t have happened,” and thats it. He wont speak again until you’re cleaned up.

•Handles you gently. Or— Tries to. Jack knows his own strength for the most part, but he might hug you a little too tightly, might hold your hand a little too hard, or when he kisses you, his lips press against yours a little too firmly. His grip is always firm, but never harmful. It feels secure, protective, assertive.

•Not usually jealous. Jack doesn’t waste time with a lover if he doesnt trust them. He knows you’re his, he knows he has you wrapped around his finger and doesn’t get upset if you hang around the other guys. He might not prefer that you spend your time with Jeff, but regardless, he wont do anything about it. To be with Jack means he trusts you completely, even with other guys.

•Is possessive. He might not be jealous, but everyone has to know you’re his. In a gathering, he prefers when you sit on his lap. As a gift, he might give you a necklace with his initials for you to wear. Someone flirts with you, he watches silently to see you set them straight. Though, when you’re Jack’s girl, its such a rare sight to see him with someone, nobody can ignore it. Its usually a bigger deal than normal, and nobody dares to tread on his territory.

NSFW Headcannons

•Dominant. Jack isn’t an aggressive dom, but more of a quiet middle ground between hard dom and soft dom. Everything he does is with the intent to control you, to make sure he has the say in what you’re feeling, seeing, tasting, smelling even.

•Uses his strength way more than normal. Jack will pin you down to where you can’t even consider trying to move. His hands grip your wrists, holding them over your head with an iron fist that feels like trying to fight concrete. He presses his weight into you to ensure he has you right where he wants you, and you can’t do shit about it. If you find yourself in his hands, consider yourself trapped.

•The first time you two fuck, he warns you over and over. He wont say no, but he will tell you that sex with him isn’t like having sex with the others. It’s risky, painful and dangerous.

•Dick big af. Jack has a monstrous size, though, its not cartoonishly so. It’s long, extremely thick and veiny. It can hardly fit inside but somehow he does it without hurting you too much. The strech is always criminal, filling you up in a way that makes you feel like you might tear. Though he might not say it, he loves the risk.

•PERIOD SEX, oh he loves it. He’s not ashamed of it either. If he smells it on you, he’s going in wether you’re shy about it or not. He’s big on eating it out too, especially when you’re on your period. The way it tastes is different than any other blood he’s had. It sweeter, stronger, more intense. Its nothing short of irresistible.

•When you start, it doesn’t stop for many hours. Jack doesn’t have human stamina, he doesn’t get tired easily, he doesn’t get fatigued. His strength from when it begins is the same from when it ends. The only reason it ever stops is because you tap out.

•Jack has a hard time controlling his hunger when you’re splayed out all pretty for him. Your scent triggers a primal, animalistic instinct that makes him ache with the urge to devour you. Biting is unavoidable, drawing blood is just part of it. When he’s deep inside, he’s a mess of growls and snarls in an attempt not to completely rip you apart.

•Jack knows precisely what makes you squirm, what makes your cheeks flush red and what makes your whines pitch. He watches you intently to see which actions get what reactions. It’s like he’s experimenting on you, studying you to find what makes you fall apart for him.

•He touches with methodical hands. Every time you’re undressed for him, he’s studying you. His hands trail over your skin in admiration, analyzing your bone structure, how your flesh covers them, smells the blood thats rushing beneath the surface. His ears twitch with the sound of your pulse under his fingers. It’s all so beautiful to him in a scientific way, and a visually pleasing way.

•When its mating season, he has little concern over your wellbeing. During most times of the year, he’s very careful with you, very cautious about how rough he is. But when its the months where his libido is at its highest, he gets so horny, most of that concern is thrown out the window. Needless to say, when he’s done with you, you’re a brainless, bloody, bruised and sobbing mess.

•The only one of the creeps that gives exceptional aftercare. All the others offer it to varying degrees but Jack goes above and beyond with it. Bathing you, massaging you, feeding you, tending to any wounds, gives you water, medicine, holds you after. It’s not up for debate, it’s something he takes very seriously. All of it is done with a stoic silence, but the action is what matters.

SFW

-thought about going into teaching when he was in college but didn’t end up doing it because of the pay. he wanted to be a biology teacher.

-has his ears pierced

-wears hello kitty shirts when nobody’s around, he watched hello kitty as a kid.

-very much appreciates the color blue.

-writes the word ‘and’ as the ‘&’ symbol even when it isn’t grammatically correct.

-insanely good at math!!

-hates candles and perfumes, or generally just anything with a strong smell.

-has really heightened senses, can hear people when they think they’re whispering, and can probably smell your mood.

-has different colored assorted gel pens. won’t let anyone else touch them.

- probably loves the band cigarettes after sex

-likes yogurt, it’s the only other thing aside from human meat that he will eat.

NSFW

-he goes through some sort of rut in certain seasons.

-You better believe he will take a big ass bite out of his partner when they’re having sex.

-doesn’t realize he’s biting too hard until they’re telling him to stop and their tissue is between his teeth.

-has a knot. go fight with the wall.

-it’s huge. go fight with the wall.

-wants to make sure his partner is okay at all times even if he gets lost in the sauce. sometimes he just zones out, its not cause he doesn’t care, whatever it is just feels too good.

-will only bottom if he trusts the person a lot. LIKE, A TON. Hates being vulnerable.

-WHEN HE DOESSSSS BOTTOM THO… he moans like a fucking bitch.

Absolutely! This took a while but here we are 🤭💙

Eyeless Jack Headcanons

Appearance

Stands right around 6′1, strong yet lean frame, like an endurance runner who is also able to carry bodies through the woods

Skin has a cold, ash-gray tone, like something drained of color over time, but not lifeless. You can see the faintest flush of warmth in his throat when he’s angry or flustered, which he dislikes

Eyes are pure black. No iris, no whites. But he’s not blind, far from it. He sees shape, motion, depth, temperature shifts, pressure points under skin. The kind of vision that makes you feel like you're being studied, not just seen

His eyes don’t reflect light like human ones, they absorb it. In photos or dark rooms, they appear as perfect voids, like someone carved out pieces of the night and placed them in his skull

He just can’t help it! It feels too good for him to keep his mouth shut. However, it doesn’t want them to know just how much it’s falling apart for their mouth.

Translated: “Please, let me cross* you! I need more. I need you mine.”

“My little mate, my good little lamb!”

*Crossing basically is when he does the equivalent of “knotting” but he’s crossing the two smaller tentacles over his larger one to “lock” his seed inside of you.

Sometimes he’ll swap languages for no reason- he just doesn’t want the person on their knees to know what their actions are doing to its state of mind…

К черту! Просто не останавливайся! 🇷🇺

Potrzebuję tego, kochanie! Potrzebuję tego. 🇵🇱

Knulla! Det är för tajt- det är för bra- 🇸🇪

Wenn du so weitermachst, werde ich kommen 🇩🇪

But I'm back! Love what you did with the blog's theme! Was kinda confused why I couldn't find you by your user until I saw you changed it around lol, but I like it!

And hell yes! Dunno when I have time to work on the drawing but I'm hoping soon!

On that note, do you have any hcs? Either sfw or nswf (for EJ + any other pastas you want), but also on what your EJ looks like? :3

(+ I just read you newest fic, and HHHHHHH 10/10 love it sm. Your writing style is just so so good and your EJ has me foaming at the mouth fr /pos)

Have a lovely day!

I’m sorry this took so long, love :(

Hi!!! Welcome back<3 I missed you, but never apologize for being busy with life! I totally get it (☆´･ω･)

Thank you 💓 I was really unsure of it but I didn’t know what else to do, so I just left it at that. I’m glad you like it 🫶🫶

I can’t wait!! Tag me when you’re done if you wanna /nf

(Get over here and kiss me ily I’m soooo happy you liked it)

This post contains nsfw read with caution :p

okay... i normally don't write pregnancy... but i got an idea so... just did the telling them part i'm sorry :/

fluff kinda??, a bit of angst i think, suggestiveness, mention of cannibalism (jack), OH swearing, there’s hesitance to keeping the baby (jeff, toby), probably very ooc bc this is my first time writing for some guys (toby, tim, brian)

afab!reader x eyeless jack, jeff the killer, ticci toby, masky/tim, hoodie/brian (separate)

EYELESS JACK

staring at the positive pregnancy test before him makes his blood run cold. his breath catches in his throat. he'd expected something bad when you told him you needed to talk, but pregnancy was the last thing on his mind.

"...how..?" is the first thing he asks, the first thing he manages to get out coherently.

your frown deepens. "sex, jack. you know how people get pregnant, don't you?"

he shakes his head, trying to find the right words. "no, i.. i know how pregnancy happens but... how are you pregnant? are... are you sure it's mine?"

you know he doesn't mean to hurt you, but the question still stings. "okay, ouch. i'm not cheating on you, jack. the baby is yours."

he lifts his head to face you properly. "that's not what i meant, i'm sorry.. i just.. i'm a demon. you shouldn't be carrying my child."

"well, i am, so.." you murmur, suddenly feeling claustrophobic despite the massive room you're in.

he frowns, realizing he's hurt you. "do.. do you want to keep it?" the nod you give is all the he needs before he's wrapping his arms around you and kissing your face.

"okay. we'll raise it together." he says in between kisses and you know you made the right choice telling him before he picked up on it.

(alternate ending, he eats it after you give birth /j)

JEFF THE KILLER

"no, jeff.. i'm not in the mood." you say, pushing him away from your neck which he was just trying to mark up.

he stares at you incredulously, mouth dropped open. "the fuck is wrong with you?"

you make a face, a mix between offence and confusion. "nothing's wrong, i'm just not feeling like sex."

"what're you, pregnant or something?" he scoffs, getting up from the bed and taking that god awful hoodie off. he turns quickly at your silence. "you're pregnant?"

you nod, crossing your legs on the bed. "yeah.. i just found out.."

he stares at you, eyes wide with horror. "oh hell no, get rid of it." he's serious, dropping the hoodie and facing you. "don't look at me like that, you think i'm father material?"

"well, you want me to call you daddy." you shrug, fiddling with one of your bracelets. "jeff, this is good news! we can finally raise a child the way we wished we were raised!"

he shakes his head, backing up a bit. "nah, i'll pay child support or whatever. i don't want to fuck up that kid."

you stand, taking his hands in yours, something he only allows you to do. "jeff, please. don't leave. you'll be a better father than what you had."

your pleading has always had an effect on him, though he doesn't look completely convinced. "just, stay and think it over, okay? please?"

he sighs heavily, hesitating before nodding. "fine, whatever.. just.. just put on a slasher movie, i don't want to think right now."

TICCI TOBY (not writing his tics, i don't want to offend anyone with tourettes.)

"toby.. can i tell you something?" your hesitance to enter his room is the first alarm bell ringing in his head.

the second is how you don't sit, you just stand and stare at him. he's about to speak when you hand him a plastic bag.

"wha-what's t-this?" he asks, looking at the bag.

"it's a pregnancy test.." your words send a bolt of horror through him. "it's mine.. and.. and yours." another bolt of fear. he stares up at you, eyes wide as dinner plates.

"y-yo-you're pre-pregnan-nant?" he murmurs, looking a bit scared.

you nod, looking sympathetic. “i am… and i think i want to keep it..”

he blinks, trying to process the sudden, unexpected information. he hands you back the bag before clearing his throat. “i-i’m not su-sure.. i-i’ll th-think abo-bout it..”

you nod, understanding that that’s the most he can do for now. he pulls you in for a hug. it’s soft and filled with uncertainty, but it’s a start.

MASKY

the two of you sit at the dining table, sitting opposite each other. you swallow, trying to find the words.

“tim, i’m pregnant.”

his eyes widen. “really? you’re sure?”

you nod, glancing up at him. “i took like a billion tests and they are all positive.”

he rubs his chin with his hand. “okay…” he nods, looking at you and grabbing one of your hands. “we’ll raise it together, if that’s what you want.”

“it is..” you agree, squeezing his hands.

he smiles softly at you. the look in his eyes is pure love and adoration. “i can’t wait to be a father…”

HOODIE

brian is an observant man so it’s no surprise when he pauses the movie one night and turns to you. “hey. don’t take this the wrong way but, are you pregnant?”

your eyes widen and you almost choke on your water. “how did you figure that out?”

he chuckles, sitting upright. “you’ve been a bit distracted lately and you’ve been sick a couple of times.. plus we’ve been having sex without a condom.. i put the pieces together.”

you sigh, nodding at him and putting your water down. “yeah, i’m pregnant. i found out two weeks ago. i got too nervous to tell you..”

he frowns, grabbing one of your hands. “why would you be nervous? you know i’ve wanted to start a family with you.”

you look away, feeling bad for keeping it a secret for so long. with a sigh, you shrug. “dunno… i just got nervous…”